Barefoot

Below lies my plea for faith in the soul beneath my skin.
This is what I look like, what I listen to & what I see.
I also cordially invite you to read my mind.

Feb 27

• "Give sorrow words: the grief, that does not speak,
  Whispers the o’er-fraught heart, and bids it break."
  Shakespeare - Macbeth (IV - iii)

  (Source: bookshavepores, via sharpedlamb)
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